Gold (Mental Clarity)

[Verse 1] M.C., my choice, my city, my courage in my voice My clarity, (my clarity) Instrumental, my minds melody On repeat up until the end of me Maybe tomorrow or when I'm 70 When I'm old with a bad memory Hoping someday someone remembers me Leave a legacy, not just rap Take that away I want something left Take away my breath, what will I have? Just a dusty record Ima play right back If I am listening, (if I am listening) I hope you succeeded Not to be cheesy, I really hope that you were not defeated That you hopefully made sure that our mom is ok That you continue to pray That you maintained in your faith and lived long And are strong enough to spit this verse, every day Stuck to your roots, grew to great heights Seed to Hyperion, followed your light Brightened your eyes, beat your insomnia and found peace in every night Never on tough guy shit, no attitudes Never acted hard, no Viagra moods Just writing these bars and living life Do you got kids, do you got a wife? Do you visit dad and Crystal City? What's it like to be respected in our city? Can't wait to see it for myself South side bitch, fuck everyone else I hope you rap still and if not Can't imagine what could've made you stop Remember all those nights we wrote through Paragraphs, had essays due Failing classes, barely pulling through Mom cried didn't know what to do Empty promises, halfway true Thinking "goddamn only if she knew" Man, whatever happens, don't give that up Fuck everything, Ima never pack this up Look back at yourself, then back at us No matter how bad life fucks me up Man, through it all Ima make you proud Make you smile and make this loud, oh A gift to myself wrapped in gold And it sounds like [Verse 2] Scratch one check on my bucket list It's half full with a bunch of shit Got many goals and none to miss Just let em know Messi's bout to hit I'm tryna maintain, get my balance right First step, check, spill it on a mic Next step, I better get running, get smart and cunning, before I take flight And I know I said this, that's just for me Repetition gonna make it be That's just for me, that's just for me Maintain, LEO, just simply breathe Yeah, you got big plans but who doesn't- Better calm down before you make it When they play yo song and ask "who was it?" Make sure they know that you made it That you painted and hung it up Strung it up, and that you played it Not a stagnant sound, that it's mutated Dew coated, your cuts fragrant Not so basic like so many No diss, but that shit's plenty Where you're from that gets plenty What you do that gets pennies No one gives a fuck about a rhyme By the time, someones getting to this song, they be like "it's too long" bottom line Man I see it coming, rap fans in their night gowns Falling right down, but I'll never put the mic down Never bite sounds, I may never eat, but I'll never pipe down in defeat, no A gift to the world wrapped in gold And it ends like